Get Me a Knife!

"Get me a knife!"

Zheng Jianghao looked at the store manager beside him and spoke.

Then, the manager quickly picked up a short knife from the ground and handed it to Zheng Jianghao.

Tan Zekun lay on the ground and looked at the knife in Zheng Jianghao's hand. "If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not having eyes."

The next moment, the sound of the wind breaking could be heard.

Screams filled the entire Hall One.

…

After a while, a police car sounded.

Zheng Jianghao looked at Chen Yun. "Director Chen, go out from the back door first. I'll make the arrangements here."

"Xiao He, help me send Director Chen off."

"Yes." Chen Yun glanced at him and walked towards the back with the manager.